| Song | Young N****s |
| Artist | Gucci Mane |
| Artist | Waka Flocka Flame |
| Album | Music From The Motion Picture Spring Breakers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Twisting fingers in the club, I'm a young nigga | |
| I got them young niggas that'll hide your body parts | |
| Pants sagging, flag hanging, I'm a young nigga (x2) | |
| [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] | |
| Yeah, most my niggas rob, they don't got a job | |
| I got a couple young niggas that’ll take the charge | |
| So I don’t bring a bodyguard, I bring my entourage | |
| Stop the track, pause, R.I.P. to Camoflague | |
| I'm 'bout to pull my yellow 'Rari out the car garage | |
| I got some young niggas that’ll hide your body parts | |
| [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] | |
| Twisting fingers in the club, I'm a young nigga | |
| Got them old niggas saying I love that young nigga | |
| Your whole clique buying shots, y'all some broke niggas | |
| Pants sagging, flag hanging, I'm a young nigga | |
| In the car, strapped up with them guns, nigga | |
| We shooting at the police just for fun, nigga | |
| [Hook: Gucci Mane] | |
| My pants sagging low like a young nigga | |
| I'm twisting up the dro like a young nigga | |
| I'm in the club, thirty deep, like a young nigga | |
| I'm still in the streets like a young nigga | |
| Like a young nigga, this one for the young niggas | |
| Where you from, this one for them young niggas | |
| This one is for the young niggas | |
| Where you from, nigga, this one's for the young niggas | |
| [Hook: Gucci Mane] | |
| [Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame] | |
| Ray Charles vision, screaming where's the competition | |
| Lot of rappers on a carton, man, they swag missing | |
| I'm on that young nigga shit, shiesty ass niggas at my shows rob for bricks | |
| Gucci said I'm going hard, Flocka on this shit | |
| Old-school swag, got these hoes on my dick | |
| I'm a lotto pick, I'm like which girl to get | |
| Pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip | |
| I'm on my Wiz Khalifa shit, I don't do no papers | |
| Fresh up on them papers, haters catch the vapors | |
| Shoes alligator, I'm talking about Jordans | |
| She ain't got enough swag, shawty can't afford 'em |
| Twisting fingers in the club, I' m a young nigga | |
| I got them young niggas that' ll hide your body parts | |
| Pants sagging, flag hanging, I' m a young nigga x2 | |
| Verse 1: Gucci Mane | |
| Yeah, most my niggas rob, they don' t got a job | |
| I got a couple young niggas that' ll take the charge | |
| So I don' t bring a bodyguard, I bring my entourage | |
| Stop the track, pause, R. I. P. to Camoflague | |
| I' m ' bout to pull my yellow ' Rari out the car garage | |
| I got some young niggas that' ll hide your body parts | |
| Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame | |
| Twisting fingers in the club, I' m a young nigga | |
| Got them old niggas saying I love that young nigga | |
| Your whole clique buying shots, y' all some broke niggas | |
| Pants sagging, flag hanging, I' m a young nigga | |
| In the car, strapped up with them guns, nigga | |
| We shooting at the police just for fun, nigga | |
| Hook: Gucci Mane | |
| My pants sagging low like a young nigga | |
| I' m twisting up the dro like a young nigga | |
| I' m in the club, thirty deep, like a young nigga | |
| I' m still in the streets like a young nigga | |
| Like a young nigga, this one for the young niggas | |
| Where you from, this one for them young niggas | |
| This one is for the young niggas | |
| Where you from, nigga, this one' s for the young niggas | |
| Hook: Gucci Mane | |
| Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame | |
| Ray Charles vision, screaming where' s the competition | |
| Lot of rappers on a carton, man, they swag missing | |
| I' m on that young nigga shit, shiesty ass niggas at my shows rob for bricks | |
| Gucci said I' m going hard, Flocka on this shit | |
| Oldschool swag, got these hoes on my dick | |
| I' m a lotto pick, I' m like which girl to get | |
| Pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip | |
| I' m on my Wiz Khalifa shit, I don' t do no papers | |
| Fresh up on them papers, haters catch the vapors | |
| Shoes alligator, I' m talking about Jordans | |
| She ain' t got enough swag, shawty can' t afford ' em |
| Twisting fingers in the club, I' m a young nigga | |
| I got them young niggas that' ll hide your body parts | |
| Pants sagging, flag hanging, I' m a young nigga x2 | |
| Verse 1: Gucci Mane | |
| Yeah, most my niggas rob, they don' t got a job | |
| I got a couple young niggas that' ll take the charge | |
| So I don' t bring a bodyguard, I bring my entourage | |
| Stop the track, pause, R. I. P. to Camoflague | |
| I' m ' bout to pull my yellow ' Rari out the car garage | |
| I got some young niggas that' ll hide your body parts | |
| Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame | |
| Twisting fingers in the club, I' m a young nigga | |
| Got them old niggas saying I love that young nigga | |
| Your whole clique buying shots, y' all some broke niggas | |
| Pants sagging, flag hanging, I' m a young nigga | |
| In the car, strapped up with them guns, nigga | |
| We shooting at the police just for fun, nigga | |
| Hook: Gucci Mane | |
| My pants sagging low like a young nigga | |
| I' m twisting up the dro like a young nigga | |
| I' m in the club, thirty deep, like a young nigga | |
| I' m still in the streets like a young nigga | |
| Like a young nigga, this one for the young niggas | |
| Where you from, this one for them young niggas | |
| This one is for the young niggas | |
| Where you from, nigga, this one' s for the young niggas | |
| Hook: Gucci Mane | |
| Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame | |
| Ray Charles vision, screaming where' s the competition | |
| Lot of rappers on a carton, man, they swag missing | |
| I' m on that young nigga shit, shiesty ass niggas at my shows rob for bricks | |
| Gucci said I' m going hard, Flocka on this shit | |
| Oldschool swag, got these hoes on my dick | |
| I' m a lotto pick, I' m like which girl to get | |
| Pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip | |
| I' m on my Wiz Khalifa shit, I don' t do no papers | |
| Fresh up on them papers, haters catch the vapors | |
| Shoes alligator, I' m talking about Jordans | |
| She ain' t got enough swag, shawty can' t afford ' em |